Mayhem Series (Book 3)
Release Date: July 21, 2015
From the moment she saw Shawn Scarlett perform at a school talent show, Kit Larson has loved two things: the guitar, and the gorgeous, green-eyed boy who inspired her to play. But one careless night in high school shatters her hope of ever being more than a notch on his bedpost.
Six years, two bands, and one mostly-mended heart later, Kit’s about to make her rock star dreams a reality as the new guitarist for Shawn’s band, The Last Ones to Know. He may not remember their reckless night together, but Kit has never forgotten… and she’s determined to make him eat his heart out.
The release of their new album means a month cooped up on a tour bus, sleeping inches away from the ridiculously sexy musician she’s never quite gotten over. And as Kit gets to know the real Shawn—not Shawn Scarlett, the rock god, the player—their attraction becomes too hot to resist. But the past is paved with secrets, and when they finally surface, Kit could lose everything: the band, the music, her dreams… and Shawn.
Mayhem (Book 1)
Riot (Book 2)
It takes me an hour to drive to Mayfield. An hour of drumming my fingers against my Jeep’s steering wheel and blasting the music so loud that I can’t hear myself think. My GPS interrupts the eardrum massacre to give me directions to a club called Mayhem, and I park in the side parking lot of a massive square of a building.
With my Jeep in a spot and my ignition turned off, I drum on my steering wheel a few more times before smacking the heel of my palm against my glove compartment. It pops open, a hairbrush spills out, and I use it to tame my wind-tangled locks.
Earlier this week, the name of Shawn’s band—The Last Ones to Know—popped up on one of my favorite bands’ websites. I blinked once, twice, and then pushed my nose toward the screen to make sure I wasn’t seeing things.
They were looking for a new rhythm guitarist. After doing a little digging, I found out that their old one, Cody, got kicked out of the band. The website didn’t say why, and I didn’t care. There was an opening, and everything in me told me to send an email to the email address listed at the bottom of the online flyer.
I typed the email in a daze—as if my guitar-loving fingers wanted to be in the band even more than my spaced-out brain did. I wrote that I had been in a band in college but that we broke up to go our separate ways, I sent a YouTube link to one of our songs, I asked for an audition, and I signed my name.
Less than half an hour later, I received a reply overflowing with exclamation points and an audition time, and I wasn’t sure if I should smile or cry. It was a chance to make all my dreams come true. But in order to do that, I’d have to face the dream that had already been crushed.
These past six years, I’ve tried not to think about it. I’ve tried to erase his face from my mind. But that day, with that email in front of me, it all came back in a rush.
Green eyes. Messy black hair. An intoxicating scent that seemed to linger on my skin for days, weeks.
I give my head a little shake to clear Shawn from my mind. Then I finish brushing my hair and take one last glance in my rearview mirror. Satisfied I don’t look nearly as messy as I feel, I hop onto the asphalt and haul my guitar case from the backseat.
Now or never.
After a deep breath of city air, I begin making my way around the concrete fortress casting shadow over the parking lot. Unforgiving rays of afternoon sunshine wrap themselves around my neck and send beads of sweat trickling between my shoulder blades. My combat boots hit the sidewalk step by heavy step, and I force them to keep lifting and falling, lifting and falling. It isn’t until I’m at a massive set of double doors that I finally stop long enough to let myself think.
I raise my hand. I lower it. I raise it again. I flex my fingers.
I take a deep breath.
Digital Download Set of MAYHEM and RIOT
Born and raised in South Central Pennsylvania, JAMIE SHAW earned her M.S. in Professional Writing from Towson University before realizing that the creative side of writing was her calling. An incurable night owl, she spends late hours crafting novels with relatable heroines and swoon-worthy leading men. She’s a loyal drinker of white mochas, a fierce defender of emo music, and a passionate enthusiast of all things romance. She loves interacting with readers and always aims to add new names to their book-boyfriend lists.
I LOVED this book – Chaos seriously rocks.
Each time Jamie Shaw releases a new book in the Mayham series, I anticipate how she will outdo the previous story. I get absolutely consumed with each book’s plot and even when I think her romances can’t get any better, they always do. With her latest release, Chaos, this author gave me everything I wanted as a romance reader and more.
Kit Larson is incredibly bad ass. Fierce. In Chaos, she has decided come hell or high water that she is going to achieve her dreams – she wants to be a professional guitarist with the band The Last Ones to Know. But more than that – she’s wants to be a freaking rock star.
There are only a few obstacles standing in her way. Because even though her goals are her own and she will achieve them – her life is now entwined with that of Shawn Scarlett. The only other item her heart desperately aches for and craves.
Kit and Shawn as well as the other members of the band went to the same high school. However, other than one moment in time, they have no ties or history between themselves. But in the present, they develop a friendship and connect on a deeper level because of their love for music. They mesh together like they’re two parts of the same whole.
It’s spectacular reading. But not nearly as amazing as the moments when Kit and Shawn give into their attraction for one another. The passion and lust – you feel it to your core. I could not stop reading their book because I craved more from them.
The thought of being trapped on a tour bus – even one filled with ridiculously hot men – for any extended period time does not sound enticing. At all. However every time I join The Last Ones to Know on tour, I realize something. I would totally run over my grandmother to spend time with this band.
It’s because they make me laugh. They make me swoon. They get my ladies bits tingling. I devour every moment in these books and I am often ready to start all over again once I reach the last page. It’s awesome.
Chaos was a great addition to the series and is a top recommendation from me. Definitely take the time to read the Mayhem series.